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the palmer squares – interstate cypher lyrics

[verse 1: term k]
i’m a m-ssive nitwit
tad bit m-s-ch-stic
masking this stanley ipkiss
snap like a twig i’m a stick in the mud
scratching a itch, it’s in my blood
family business
back to the planet i’m lifting it up, atlas
give me some love
lazarus in this b-tch
lifting it up
advocate to the devil
the issue was settled
i’m ripping through metal like tissue
i wish you would
b-tch
and you wish you could
bet you wish you took time to rewrite
everything is looking quite dreamlike
seem like i’m tripping i’m tipping like timber wood
never [?]
victim of victimhood
what’s good

[verse 2: loud mouth]
i’m dead set on a million
even if a brother gotta do dirt
i’m blasphemous you can ask a b-tch
got a ak aim it at a church
and i run around on that same block
i’m a hard knock [?]
make streets flood when i gain stock
plugged in
juiced up
y’all motherf-ckers sweeter than a fruit cup
f-ck 2 chainz, keep 2 guns
[?]
talk and i’ll leave your -ss toothless dog
you can’t speed in a whip that got loosened lugs
your main b-tch on my line tryna do some drugs
that’s what it’s like i be feeling like lucifer

[verse 3: ac-mental]
i’m a grouchy grinch
eating chips on the couch while i pout my lips
try to figure us out and you’re bound to miss
bound to pound a fist on the ground and wince out
so go about your biz
every clown finna get broken down to bits
a thousand kids crowd around the whip
while b-tches bounce they hips to the sound of this, yeah
the midnight oil been burning
so i see a lot more heads turning
now you best learn how to hang with us
i’m dangerous
yo what could make an angel blush?
wow
i run through your town
f-cking astound
and come for the crown
then i’m gunnin’ you down
quit futzing around
i’m puffing a cloud while you stuck to the ground, wait
have you ever tried weed before?
blew smoke?
stephen dorff
shoot loads like peter north
there’s a new hope i can feel the force
long-winded
keep it short
bong hits and a ouija board
watching season 4 of the peoples’ court at a ski resort out in singapore, what?
there’s no reason for it
feeling higher than an eagle soaring
used to clean the floor at a convenience store now i’m deiform
a king is born
my cerebral cortex been thinking more
[?] on the brink of war
been living like a runaway, lita ford
i’ll lease a ford fi gon’ flee the fort

- the palmer squares lyrics

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